Tuesday

Last weekend Bentley and I went to Cedar City with Grandma Wendie. It was quite the adventure. Mom, Roc and Rad did a great job and it was so fun to cheer for them. I'm afraid Bentley and I have had a long recovery though, I think I had the least amount of sleep I have EVER had since Bentley was born while on that trip. I wish I could say it has caused him to be cranky all this week, but honestly, I think he's just entering a new phase.

Today is the twelfth. In 6 days Bentley will be getting his second set of shots and will be eating rice cereal. I won't lie, he has eaten his fair share of things in his tiny life but his main source of food is still milk. I have included a movie of Bentley's second attempt at eating Bananas, mommy's turn. Jacob had a turn first but you can hear the pump in the background. Here is exhibit A.  OH yeah, I'm a little loud, so turn down your speakers.

So, maybe we are horrible people but it's safe and he enjoys it. He really likes raspberry lemonade and raspberry creamies. well, I like them and he enjoys eating what I'm eating. I love it because he is so hungry that he gets frustrated that we aren't feeding him fast enough, so it usually dissolves into taking a bottle. He's still little so I am not in any hurry for him to switch to solids. Grow slow baby! Grow slow.


Let's see...This week I discovered some AMAZING Cookies  <---- your life will never be the same. Novice Chef, you are my hero. Have you ever had those decadent soft, fluffy sugar cookies with half an inch of frosting, sprinkled with delicious mini candis--known as sprinkles? I have. They are the Loft House Cookies and I love them, love them, love them. WELL, I decided to make them (Thank you, Pinterest). 4 dozen cookies. I think I have eaten almost seven of them. Am I still losing weight? Doubtful. Very doubtful. Anyway, it's a little time consuming and basically begging for a cavity but they were quite possibly the most delicious thing I have ever tasted.

Also this week as I was being all home-makey I was pulling tape off the ceiling when I gave myself a nice little paper/tape cut between my thumb and forefinger. Ouch! It hurt! I got over confident, I guess. That tape showed me what was what. I learned some gross things about the processed foods in america and I never want to eat again and I ALMOST cleaned the entire downstairs bedroom so I could rip out the carpet. Almost.

                Things to do this week:
               Bring cookies to my dear friends
               Work out
               Pay Bills
               Go to BBQ, bring games and a side dish
               Make whoopie cake for Father's Day
               Order father's day pretzels
               buy Anne a baby gift for us and the family
              pick up father's day gift for grandpa great
               go to temple
               get Jacob a gift for Father's Day
                get some sleep
                clean my house and rip out the carpet AND order new carpet


Wow, you know what? I'm always saying that I have nothing to do and I feel so bad for just chilling at home all day. Frankly, I think I just procrastinate. And all of that seems like a lot, but really, it's not. I could easily do it all in one day and still have time to kick back and drink raspberry lemonade.

So this week Mom sent out an email that Dad, in his Foreign exchange Trading, feels like the Euro will collapse in three months and the dollar will collapse in around 6 months. Whether or not that actually happens I am feeling a little anxious. I will admit we don't have much in the realm of food storage and I have been feeling a growing anxiety to get my food storage. At least get started. I have been studying  about it today and I feel a little better. I will focus on getting a weeks worth and then ninety days and then expand from there. I realize that we are a family now and we can't go running to our parents every time we get a little scared. Not that there is anything wrong with asking for help, but in the event of an emergency we can't just expect anyone to be prepared for us. It's like having your own oil.

Well, I hope that was enjoyable. :D I am off to bed. It's eleven and Bentley has been asleep for an hour and  a half. Glorious.

I love you guys! Miss you tons! See you soon.


Courtney